Veteran forum members may remember my various encounters with my neighbors as expounded on here in the past. Well, I think we almost had another one Saturday.
For those who don't know the history...in short, one set of my neighbors are well known druggies/thieves/general degenerates. They were supposedly trying to sell the place and move a while back, but that clearly hasn't happened. Onward and upward.
I took the dog out around 7pm so it was already good and dark out. I had noticed earlier in the day that there was a dodgy-looking car I hadn't seen before parked in the neighbors driveway and had noticed the general commotion over there most of the day.
It's been getting back to being cold out again so I had an insulated leather jacket on and usually carry a flashlight and since it was dark I had the high powered, evil, black, assault LED-Flashlight out. My yard is unfenced and borders the dirt road.
While letting the dog do her sniff routine around the yard area (about a half acre of it is cleared and grassy with a few random oak and maple trees), I noticed the unfamiliar car from the neighbors driveway down yonder was basically creeping down the road. I was walking about 25 yards off the road, but couldn't ID the occupants. THE CAR STOPPED...just stopped in the middle of the flippin road in front of my yard!
I've never seen the car before, nor it's occupants(I had seen them once earlier in the day from a quick glance through the trees, across the yard). The car stopped in the road about halfway past my yard(edit for clarity: halfway past the yard borderline, meaning stopped in front of the middle of the yard) and I heard a door open and footsteps in the leaves. The dog(pitbull) picked up on it quick and came running and stopped right next to me growling. She's usually overly friendly and doesn't growl at every little noise so when she growls...it's for real. I swung the flashlight around and yelled STOP. One of the occupants had already made half the distance to me in the dark, but had stopped and was totally silent when I yelled.
The dog was growling rather violently and between the history with the neighbors and the circumstances just not feeling right(closer to the car than the house among other things), I reached back and had a good hold on my 1911 at my 430 of sight.
I told the dog to hold and then yelled over to the guy that the pitbull was off-leash and unless he wanted to be her dinner he should get back in his car. He didn't respond...seemed to be in a daze(i'm guessing stoned)...and he was on my property. At this point my heart was pounding so hard that it was about the only thing I could hear. I yelled "OK" to the dog. That's her "go" word. I trained her so that whenever she's fixed on something to go after that she has to wait for the "OK" and as soon as I give it, she's free to go to work.
I'm guessing the charging pit got his attention and he ran back and jumped back in the car and it sped off into the dark.
Needless to say, I think we just about had another "incident". Man I need some new neighbors. I guess I need to talk to the neighbors again and this time remind them to remind their friends that my property is off-limits unless they want to get eaten by the dog or shot.